The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1887-12-22

Wunafy skill anu general 0DlHLy dence
she frivolous youth OF Barmouth insisted
that 1t was simply q matter Of time ~ to the
Ultimate matrimonial results
Three times year Mra Mack had boen
the habit Of giving DR. Blake warning
n more or less impassioned terms The
ueged causes were sins Of omission or COM
mission on the respective parts of the @hired
nelp," Bob, the office boy, and Mss Doris
Lane the Doctors nineteen-year- old ward
It was the morning after Christmas Day
N the year OF grace 1856. DR.. Blake was
In his library and office combined, hoping
Tor quiet hour with the Lancet, which he
held In his hand with pages uncut, as Mira
n ck, whose black eyes were swapping ON
inols.y, fungi uso the word advisedly-
into the room
With a premonition Of what was coming,
the Doctor laid ide the pamphlet
-Well, MrA Mack" he said, wearily.
swhieh-that Is, Who'll mean, what Ii it
nows"
This day week, DR.. Blake. either Miss
Doris or leave-y0u can choose between
| us" responded the Widow Mack, with om-
| inous caimness Barring the name Of the
| offender, her formua OF warning was al
| ways the same. Possibly she dreamed that
| by patient persistence in this line the Doc
tor In some unguarded moment might be
led to say: @Then, Mrs Mack, my advice
| will be-yoErse.f."
Why noty The widow only acknowledged
| to thirty six, her figure was trim. her face
| not uncomeIy and she held property in her
own right. In addition 10 this her cookery
/ WAS uneq..aied, and is itnot recorded that
masculine hearts untouched by personal
charms have been reached through the vul-
| e medium of the stomach?
Not being the dirt under Miss Doris
fee.," acrimon onsly continued Mrs Mack
before DR. Blake could sp SAX, II don't pro-
pose being trod on no longer The idsdr
said the irate lady, with backward toss oil
her head; ordering me out Of her study'el
just because said her goinys on with your
neyew, Paul Blake, was sc sndaious! Things
have come to pretty pass In his house.
| Think"
Dr.. Blake groaned in spirit a Mra
Mack slammed the door behind her.
"Why can't shc let Doris alone," he NUT
tered, and whea he said sDoris" /. was witt
. peculiarly tender infection But that
| perhaps, was because OF the semi i-parental
re!a ION in which he pretended to stant
toward her.
/ DR. Blake communed with himself for {
moment or two and then. laying aside the
uncut pamphlet. rose and regarded himself
| cur onsly In the glass over the mantel
You're no ching but an old fool, Pau
Blake" he said. turning abruptly away. Ye
| the earnest, scholarly face and dark inscrut
able eyes which had returned his briel
glance were by no means deserving Of sucl
o scathing remark But in comparison witt
his nephew Paul Blake, the doctor regarded
hi,nself as modern Methuselah
/ Doris vane's study or" was a rather cox,
interior formed by parting portion OF tn,
att.c proper with some faded chintx cur
tains rummaged out from the big cedar
wood chest in the corner. One of the hang
ings was pushed back for better side light
anil DR. Blake, who had soughS the atli'
with view Of reconciling Doris and Mrs
Mack, stood still at the head Of the stair
regarding the chintx-framed picture befor
him.
Under tho sky-light in the roof was Al
easel supporting partly-finished portrai
in oil Before 1t, holding palette an,
manl-stick in rest, stood pretty Doris, th